Here is chapter 2 of the zombie story i posted last week. As i said before any constructive critisizm is good, but dont troll

CHAPTER 2 When I woke up, I got off my mattress and went to the kitchen, my friend Michael was sitting at the counter already. He was peering through a crack in the boarded up window. “what time is it?” I asked. “ Its 9:00” he groggily murmered. He sounded unusual. I asked him what he was looking at and then turned and looked at blankly.

His face was pale, his eyes were read, and his nose had started to bleed. “ Oh shit Michael!” I yelled as I went and woke everyone else up. We quickly locked up Michael in one of the bedrooms. We then went in the room next to it and used a battery powered drill to drill a few peep holes in the wall. We each took shifts watching him, but his condition didn’t seem to be getting any better. Finally, when it was my shift, I sat in the other room and looked through the peep hole. He just sat there, blankly. But then he stared at me through the peep hole, got up, and sprinted as fast as he could towards the wall! He started pounding on the wall. He was hitting it so hard that you could hear his bones breaking. I backed up out of the door and grabbed the glock from the kitchen. When he burst through the wall, i looked at him, and pulled the trigger. I shot him in the knee, but he didn’t go down. He grabbed me and pulled his mouth to my hand. Just before he bit i shot again. This time it went straight through the skull. He dropped to the floor and layed in a pool of his own blood.

When i ran downstairs, Joey, Bill, and sarah were waiting for me. “ We cant stay ground level. There are more and more outside, and they will get in eventually.” We moved upstairs, tossing Michaels body downstairs. We took an axe and started to destroy the stairs. Once we had turned the staircase into a pile of rubble, we started to use the spare wood to board up the opening. Once we finished, I ran to my bedroom and looked out of one of the boarded up windows.

What i saw made me want to scream. Buildings were on fire, cars had crashed, military trucks had blocked the streets, and bodies littered the streets . And among all the carnage, the ones who weren’t dead were running wild and attacking each other and other animals. They were everywhere. This truly was the end of the world.